Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 24
Shen Hongling's abode is on the side of a mountain, with a waterfall hanging next to it, hanging alone on the rock wall, without even a rugged path, just like herself, peerless and independent.

The other monastery is said to be next door to her, but in fact Wangfeng is separated by a full mile, and can only be seen from each other. extremely close.

"This place is full of aura, but it's a good place for cultivation. If it wasn't for me, someone would have robbed me of my head!" Shen Hongling let go of Ling Tian's wrist, and waved her hand pretending to be generous, with a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. color.

Since you are here, you will be safe. This abode is quiet and elegant, which is not bad. Ling Tian didn't bother to continue searching, nodded and said: "Okay! Then I will live here!"

There was surprise in Shen Hongling's pretty eyes, she lightly covered her cherry lips, and whispered: "Really, you have to figure it out, if you live here, there will definitely be many people who will trouble you, why don't you use that mysterious Pass it on to me, and then I'll help you find another abode to stay in!"

Ling Tian shook his head slightly, and said calmly: "On the road of cultivation, we are short of some whetstones!"

"Since that's the case, then I won't say any more. If you change your mind one day, the agreement will still be valid!" Shen Hongling looked at Ling Tian with a complicated expression, and then walked away against the wind.

In all fairness, Shen Hongling was willing to exchange an innate supernatural power for Tian Xing's body movement, which was quite kind, but it was a pity that Ling Tian had scruples and could only politely decline.

The abode in front of me is divided into two entrances, the inside and the outside. There is a living room and a study room on the outside, and even a kitchen. The back is the bedroom, the guest room, and a practice room. It makes practice more effective with less effort. Compared with Yaoguang Peak, it is simply a world of difference.

Ling Tian turned over the wooden sign in front of the Jingshe's door with the word "Xian", as if it was announcing that there was already a master here.

After taking a quick look around the entire abbot, Ling Tian went straight into the training room, activated the Yuan Gathering Formation, and sat cross-legged in the center of the formation.

He took out the Qijue Frost Sword from the ring, and then divided his Yuan Power into seven strands and poured them into the flying sword. He only heard the sound of the dragon's chant, and the seven flying swords rose from the ground, connected end to end, like flying swords. The fish revolved around him.

Using Yuanli to control the sword can only reach this point at most, and then Lingtian's divine sense gushes out and connects with the Seven Swords. Although it feels a little difficult, it can still barely support it.

Spiritual thoughts formed a line, controlled the seven flying swords to speed up slowly, and flew around Ling Tian from slow to fast, and finally only saw a circle of silver light and shadow, spinning around him at an extremely fast speed, almost indistinguishable.

Beads of sweat dripped down on Ling Tian's forehead, and his face turned slightly pale. The last time he used his divine sense to control the paperweight, it was a dead object, and the consumption was naturally enormous. easy.

Seeing that he was about to reach the limit, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the seven flying swords stopped suddenly and fell around him clangingly.

Divine mind control sword, controlled by the heart, is only the basis of practicing sword array, the most important of which is the sword array rune.

There are three moves in the Tiangang Sword Formation, and each move corresponds to a different sword formation rune. If there is no sword formation rune to drive, the sword formation is just scattered, but with the help of the sword formation runes, the power of heaven and earth is triggered, and the sword formation is powerful. It can skyrocket, far beyond imagination.

The three major sword formation runes are Tiangang, Tianji, and Tiankui. Among them, Tiangang is good at attacking, Tianji is good at defending, and Tiankui is good at both offense and defense.

Ling Tian has a plan to protect himself, so he plans to start with the most powerful Tiangang Rune first. As long as he can master this move, even if he faces Gu Chongshan, Fujiko and his ilk, he will not be afraid at all.

The Tiangang runes are extremely complicated. Ling Tian's finger is the pen, and Yuanli is the ink. He closes his eyes and carefully recalls the strokes of the runes in his mind, and then slowly moves his fingers to outline the runes little by little in the void.

Every time a stroke was made, Ling Tian felt that the sea of ​​consciousness would tremble slightly, and his spiritual sense was consumed accordingly. After a while, the Tiangang rune only outlined a third of it, and his spiritual sense was completely consumed, making it impossible to continue.

Ling Tian was dripping with sweat, and his face turned slightly pale. He continued to practice only after his divine sense recovered, but he was surprised to find that the divine sense in the sea of ​​consciousness was slightly larger than before.

"Could it be that the divine sense will increase every time it is overdrawn?"

Thinking of this, Ling Tian secretly rejoiced, and his fighting spirit was immediately high.

In the small room, the index finger of Ling Tian's right hand moved slowly in the void, drawing out an incomparably complicated rune with the energy like silk, and the traces of heaven and earth energy stirred in the rune, faintly resonating with the rune.

The rune existed for a moment, then vanished.

"call!"

Ling Tian heaved a sigh of relief. After a month of hard work, he was finally able to draw the Tiangang rune with the support of his divine sense. The next step is to integrate the rune into the sword array. This step is also extremely difficult and must not be drawn. main idea.

"rise!"

He let out a low cry, and a flying sword scattered beside him suddenly jumped up, flew in front of him, and fell into his left hand.

The innate magic weapon can change at will, the flying sword becomes larger out of thin air, Ling Tian adjusts his breath for a moment, then stretches out his index finger, draws on the blade, the Tiangang rune appears quickly, flashing silver light, and finally completely disappears into the sword Among the blades.

Every time he refines a flying sword, Ling Tian has to rest for a while. After all the seven flying swords are painted with Tiangang runes, these flying swords are like mutual induction. , suspended in front of him.

"disease!"

Ling Tian pointed forward, and when the two flying swords were stacked together, the silver hair suddenly rose sharply, and the sword's aura was overwhelming.

Immediately afterwards, another flying sword came around, superimposed on it, and the silver light shone like a substance.

Between the flying swords, there are Tiangang runes to draw them, but to arrange them in an array, it takes a lot of mental energy. The superimposition of the three swords has already caused beads of sweat to appear on Ling Tian's forehead, and the spiritual energy is rapidly consumed and is about to dry up.

"Come again!"

The fourth flying sword hadn't merged into the silver light yet, Ling Tian only felt the prickling pain from the sea of ​​consciousness, and couldn't control it anymore, the flying sword fell to the ground like rain.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye, Ling Tian practiced behind closed doors, not caring about foreign affairs, and lived a happy life.

"Ling Tian, ​​it's March today, get the hell out of here, this abode can also be occupied by a piece of trash like you?" Fujiko's voice full of anger was undisguised, echoing among the mountains.

In the small room, Ling Tian had just superimposed the seven flying swords and turned into a swimming fish, swallowing the glow of the sword, swimming around him, when he heard shouts outside the door, he lightly hooked his fingers, and the flying swords scattered , Turning into an inch of light, like a tail of small fish, swimming into his sleeve.

Ling Tian snorted softly, stood up, walked out of the training room, passed through the living room, and saw that outside the monastery, there was a lot of excitement, Fujiko and Zheng were blocking the door, took off the current wooden sign, and threw it on the ground.

Behind Fujiko and there were seven young men and women who were holding their arms, looking at Ling Tian who came out of the door leisurely, with no concealment of the playful look in their eyes.

"I thought you were going to be a coward! I didn't expect you to be quite courageous?" Fujiko snorted coldly, and shouted to Ling Tian: "I've taken a fancy to this abode. According to the rules of the gate, if you don't want to If you give up, you will have to fight with me!"

After he finished speaking, he smiled contemptuously again, and said loudly: "After three months, there is no protection, because you haven't provoke Hong Ling in the past three months, as long as you kneel down and kowtow to me Acknowledge your mistake, and promise not to harass Hong Ling again, I can spare you the pain of flesh and blood!"

"Tengzihe, is Hong Ling the one you can call out?" A voice came from mid-air, and Shen Hongling was seen wearing a blue dress, like a mysterious girl from the Nine Heavens, slowly falling down and standing next to Ling Tian .

She smiled apologetically at Ling Tian, ​​and said in a low voice: "I started today's matter, why don't you let me solve it for you, I know you want to find a whetstone, but Fujikohe is a monk at the beginning of Yuan Dan, and he is about to enter In the middle stage of Jieyuan Pill, its strength is far beyond your imagination!"

This situation made Fujiko extremely jealous. Shen Hongling had never talked to herself in such a pleasant manner. Could it be that she really had an affair with this kid in front of her?
The young men nearby were also in an uproar when they heard Shen Hongling's words.

"A mere congenital mid-stage cultivator dares to use our Kaiyang Peak saint son as a whetstone. Could it be that this kid has lost his mind?"

"I heard that he defeated a cultivator who was temporarily promoted to the early stage of the Yuandan realm with the help of pills in Yaoguang Peak. Is it because of this that he dared to speak wildly?"

"How can a waste who relies on pills to improve his cultivation be compared to us? This kid is too arrogant. I can't help but want to teach him a lesson!"

……

Ling Tian glanced at Shen Hongling, shook his head lightly, and proudly said: "No, I can handle this kind of situation!"

"Okay, very good, since you are so confident, why don't we bet on something?" Fujikohe said in a deep voice with a cold smile on his face, "If you lose, get the hell back to Yaoguang Peak, and never set foot on it." Kaiyang Peak!"

"Okay, but what if you lose?" Ling Tian smiled coldly, did Fujiko think that he would not lose?
Fujiko laughed wildly: "If I lose, I will climb around the martial pavilion three times, what do you think?"

"No problem, why don't we bet on something else, three hundred contribution points, do you dare to come?" Ling Tian smiled slightly in his heart, and raised the bet.

Three hundred contribution points are enough to exchange for an innate middle-grade magic weapon. Fujikohe thought he would win, and said with a smirk, "You can bet, but can you get three hundred contribution points?"

"I'll do it for him!" For some reason, seeing Ling Tian talking and laughing freely, Shen Hongling felt a strange feeling in her heart, and blurted out, agreeing to help Ling Tian cash out the bet.

Ling Tian took a deep look at Shen Hongling. Originally, he was going to bet on the Qijuehan Ice Sword, but he didn't expect Shen Hongling to help. If so, after winning, he will share some contribution points with her as gratitude alright.

Fujikohe didn't expect that Shen Hongling would help Ling Tian out, promising to pay the contribution value, and under the rage of jealousy, he was so angry that he could hardly speak.

(End of this chapter)